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My body is a diary


I gave my bird away

released it on a winter's day

I hid the cage away in the darkest corner of my cave

 

Drew circles in the snow

developed a strong vertigo

I tried to forgot but memories are like tattoos

 

I carry them with me

my body is a diary

might not show it right away

it remembers every day

 

I write on paper not my skin

read my arm like poetry

scars cover memories

they keep them safe, lock them away

 

I carry them with me

my body is a diary

read me like poetry

my body is a diary

 

 

© clara luzia